Buckdown
Go nowhere without
The hammer, call me Thor
No Robert dinero
I need a score
You niggas jay reed
Jus call me god
Brooklyn nigga
You could put me in the Cypher
Niggas say I got bars
Never been to rikers
Stay with a nife or a gun
Call me striker
Rapping like I Ike
I did a bid with sum lifers
You a baby I was moving work
You was in diapers
Talkin all that fu shit
Don't make me hyper
Young boi gun with a scope
Not a sniper
Speaking bout riding
He moving like a biker
You niggas ain't riding
Jus hitchhikers
You know you doin well
They start to dislike you
How y'all gone eat
Everybody think they Michael
No love for a hoe
These bitches is spiteful
Feeling like Malcom
At my window with a riffle
Soon be out in France
Staring at the Eiffel
You scared go to church
Get a gun or read the Bible
No Brady niggas throwing
Bullets f*ck a spiral
Broad day head shot
The Clip go viral
Now they gone zip em up
Like the other micheal
Looking at the man
In the mirror my reflection
Only Gs round me
You need another section
Even with gps
They go the wrong direction
Get the work better
Weight it do ya inspection
You can't get no wifi
Mean you not connected
I know how it feel in the struggle
You neglected
Everyday am working on my flow
Till perfected
My brother died before I could see him unexpected
Dumb niggas f*ckin up
The pack it's expected
On the road to richies
Soon be projected
Bars ain't dead I
Jus had to resurrect it
Trump president
Nigga I could get elected
They jus wanna fit it
Tryna be accepted
Bodies left on old beats
They gone get the message
Still don't go to a church
Receiving blessings
Money on the block
How tf these niggas stressing
Nigga I ain't leaving the strip
Am getting extras
Putting feet on necks
We applying pressure
Still keep a scale
Jus in case I gotta measure
On the same block
Gotta find me like a treasure
Gods child
But could battle with the devil
Pitching rocks
You think am talking pebbles
Compare me to heuy
Gotta mind of a rebel
Only Time for money
Guess you not on the schedule
Wat you want the gun or sword
They think am dead pool
12 Stopped me with work
I had to be cool
Been trapping
I got a text and had to leave school
Couldn't get. Good meal
Now it's steak or seafood
See you doing good
They gone Try intrude
Hardest rapping now
I gotta include
On another planet
Different latitude
Pml to all the Gs
5 Ps tattooed
Wanna kno my life
I could cook I could bag to
Ima king
I was built for a castle
Duce Duce tucked
For any nigga Tryna wrestle
Did it by my lonely
I ain't never ask you
Wen niggas in they feelings
They be bringing up the past to
Only broke niggas get
Sum money and act brand new
Money over hoes
Why you switching up the plan fool
Get up off ya ass
Why you acting like a damn stool
Cassona mood
Make the pack times2
Listening to carter 2
Money on mind duke
Buckshots going off
You gone see a blackmoon
Need smoke keep it low
Pull up in the back room
Can't smell eshit
Cuz the work all vaccumed
2 Deep riding out
Listening to black moon
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English
Buckdown
Go nowhere without
The hammer, call me Thor
No Robert dinero
I need a score
You niggas jay reed
Jus call me god
Brooklyn nigga
You could put me in the Cypher
Niggas say I got bars
Never been to rikers
Stay with a nife or a gun
Call me striker
Rapping like I Ike
I did a bid with sum lifers
You a baby I was moving work
You was in diapers
Talkin all that fu shit
Don't make me hyper
Young boi gun with a scope
Not a sniper
Speaking bout riding
He moving like a biker
You niggas ain't riding
Jus hitchhikers
You know you doin well
They start to dislike you
How y'all gone eat
Everybody think they Michael
No love for a hoe
These bitches is spiteful
Feeling like Malcom
At my window with a riffle
Soon be out in France
Staring at the Eiffel
You scared go to church
Get a gun or read the Bible
No Brady niggas throwing
Bullets f*ck a spiral
Broad day head shot
The Clip go viral
Now they gone zip em up
Like the other micheal
Looking at the man
In the mirror my reflection
Only Gs round me
You need another section
Even with gps
They go the wrong direction
Get the work better
Weight it do ya inspection
You can't get no wifi
Mean you not connected
I know how it feel in the struggle
You neglected
Everyday am working on my flow
Till perfected
My brother died before I could see him unexpected
Dumb niggas f*ckin up
The pack it's expected
On the road to richies
Soon be projected
Bars ain't dead I
Jus had to resurrect it
Trump president
Nigga I could get elected
They jus wanna fit it
Tryna be accepted
Bodies left on old beats
They gone get the message
Still don't go to a church
Receiving blessings
Money on the block
How tf these niggas stressing
Nigga I ain't leaving the strip
Am getting extras
Putting feet on necks
We applying pressure
Still keep a scale
Jus in case I gotta measure
On the same block
Gotta find me like a treasure
Gods child
But could battle with the devil
Pitching rocks
You think am talking pebbles
Compare me to heuy
Gotta mind of a rebel
Only Time for money
Guess you not on the schedule
Wat you want the gun or sword
They think am dead pool
12 Stopped me with work
I had to be cool
Been trapping
I got a text and had to leave school
Couldn't get. Good meal
Now it's steak or seafood
See you doing good
They gone Try intrude
Hardest rapping now
I gotta include
On another planet
Different latitude
Pml to all the Gs
5 Ps tattooed
Wanna kno my life
I could cook I could bag to
Ima king
I was built for a castle
Duce Duce tucked
For any nigga Tryna wrestle
Did it by my lonely
I ain't never ask you
Wen niggas in they feelings
They be bringing up the past to
Only broke niggas get
Sum money and act brand new
Money over hoes
Why you switching up the plan fool
Get up off ya ass
Why you acting like a damn stool
Cassona mood
Make the pack times2
Listening to carter 2
Money on mind duke
Buckshots going off
You gone see a blackmoon
Need smoke keep it low
Pull up in the back room
Can't smell eshit
Cuz the work all vaccumed
2 Deep riding out
Listening to black moon
Go nowhere without
The hammer, call me Thor
No Robert dinero
I need a score
You niggas jay reed
Jus call me god
Brooklyn nigga
You could put me in the Cypher
Niggas say I got bars
Never been to rikers
Stay with a nife or a gun
Call me striker
Rapping like I Ike
I did a bid with sum lifers
You a baby I was moving work
You was in diapers
Talkin all that fu shit
Don't make me hyper
Young boi gun with a scope
Not a sniper
Speaking bout riding
He moving like a biker
You niggas ain't riding
Jus hitchhikers
You know you doin well
They start to dislike you
How y'all gone eat
Everybody think they Michael
No love for a hoe
These bitches is spiteful
Feeling like Malcom
At my window with a riffle
Soon be out in France
Staring at the Eiffel
You scared go to church
Get a gun or read the Bible
No Brady niggas throwing
Bullets f*ck a spiral
Broad day head shot
The Clip go viral
Now they gone zip em up
Like the other micheal
Looking at the man
In the mirror my reflection
Only Gs round me
You need another section
Even with gps
They go the wrong direction
Get the work better
Weight it do ya inspection
You can't get no wifi
Mean you not connected
I know how it feel in the struggle
You neglected
Everyday am working on my flow
Till perfected
My brother died before I could see him unexpected
Dumb niggas f*ckin up
The pack it's expected
On the road to richies
Soon be projected
Bars ain't dead I
Jus had to resurrect it
Trump president
Nigga I could get elected
They jus wanna fit it
Tryna be accepted
Bodies left on old beats
They gone get the message
Still don't go to a church
Receiving blessings
Money on the block
How tf these niggas stressing
Nigga I ain't leaving the strip
Am getting extras
Putting feet on necks
We applying pressure
Still keep a scale
Jus in case I gotta measure
On the same block
Gotta find me like a treasure
Gods child
But could battle with the devil
Pitching rocks
You think am talking pebbles
Compare me to heuy
Gotta mind of a rebel
Only Time for money
Guess you not on the schedule
Wat you want the gun or sword
They think am dead pool
12 Stopped me with work
I had to be cool
Been trapping
I got a text and had to leave school
Couldn't get. Good meal
Now it's steak or seafood
See you doing good
They gone Try intrude
Hardest rapping now
I gotta include
On another planet
Different latitude
Pml to all the Gs
5 Ps tattooed
Wanna kno my life
I could cook I could bag to
Ima king
I was built for a castle
Duce Duce tucked
For any nigga Tryna wrestle
Did it by my lonely
I ain't never ask you
Wen niggas in they feelings
They be bringing up the past to
Only broke niggas get
Sum money and act brand new
Money over hoes
Why you switching up the plan fool
Get up off ya ass
Why you acting like a damn stool
Cassona mood
Make the pack times2
Listening to carter 2
Money on mind duke
Buckshots going off
You gone see a blackmoon
Need smoke keep it low
Pull up in the back room
Can't smell eshit
Cuz the work all vaccumed
2 Deep riding out
Listening to black moon
Writer: jahmeel cupid
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid